I thought enough time had passed that I could address his death. 53 years later I cried like a baby as I started to write this. My older brother Taylor was born in 1954 with Cystic Fibrosis. In 1964 life expectancy for a CF child was 10 years old. October 4, 1964, my brother passed. … More My dear brother Taylor…..that was so long ago……..
I went to East Texas State University in Commerce Texas in 1976. I lived in the dorms only for as long as I had to. I moved out after my freshman year and moved into a house with a fellow art student named Joe. We had a wonderful landlady……Mrs. George. Mrs. George was in her … More Remembering Mrs. George
There has been a lot of talk lately about all the Confederate Monuments and whether they should be taken down or not. Foolish me……I’m going to weigh in and say yes they should be moved from places of honor in our public forums and moved somewhere they can be given a context and studied for … More Foolish me……I’m going to weigh in.
I remember getting the phone call in my classroom from my wife Jill; “Martin, we need to go to the hospital. Your dad has taken a turn for the worse. We drove to the hospital as my brain started to realize that this was probably the start of the end. My father had been diagnosed … More A good death
It was a fairly quiet Christmas holiday at the Delabano house. My wife left town to be with her Mother and extended family and I hunkered down in my studio. I was grateful to have the gift of time to allow my mind to wander and indulge my various interest in craft and play. Some people might … More Working up to 2017
In Christianity, “All Souls Day” is the day we look back and remember the faithfully departed, in particular loved ones and relatives. So today my grandparents, father and brother’s passing was on my mind. After my father died, I didn’t work in the studio for about a year. I spent most of my spare time … More “All Souls Day” and the “Prayer Wall”
It’s been a while since I’ve posted on my blog. I’ve been a bit busy. My post today might seem to ramble about but it is very much like my summer where I was able to let my mind just wander and renew. What a blessing to be able to even forget what day it was. … More It was a quiet Summer